This poem is about a dream in which you fall and...
Right there, you go...
'Please don't,' she said as he cut into her...
'I'm sorry, but it must be done,' he replied...
What would you do if you knew what I were...
That sometimes I imagine your blood splattered all...
There'll be an angel and devil waiting to cart me...
With a smile or a smirk on their face waiting to...
You are there...
Deep in my mind...
Awake from a nightmare
Stares around the room...
Disdain hissing like fire within my tone
Watching you knot yourself in further deceit...
All my pitiful existence
with you by my side...
Bring the Worst
By derrick Beckman...
Gather around the square digged hole
and prepare to meet my dear old friend...
I mutilated your thoughts before you uttered them,
played with the silver necklaces of trust...
To the Gods we go
Bamboo flutes sweet melody...